Volume 7, Chapter 432 – I Will Make You Despair (Part 2)

When Qi Huang reappeared, a disciple from the Huxiao Sect was already clutching his right hand, howling in agony, his face twisted in terror.

Zhou Ming could only watch helplessly, just as Qi Huang had said, this was a competition. Even if he had figured out a way to counter her, he couldn’t intervene.

“Everyone, lock onto her with your divine sense! Her cultivation is low, and her movements slow down significantly when she attacks. As long as you focus, you’ll have a chance to dodge!”

Cao You snapped out of his daze and shouted the reminder.

The Huxiao Sect disciples, who had been paralyzed with fear, steadied themselves somewhat and immediately focused their divine senses on the “demon girl” nearby, not daring to let their concentration slip for even a moment.

But Zhou Ming, standing below the stage, clenched his jaw tightly, his expression still grim. He knew this wouldn’t solve anything.

“Good idea! But did you forget? Divine sense isn’t just for flying.”

Qi Huang curled her lips slightly and dashed straight toward Cao Wei. Before she even reached him, the crushing weight of her late-stage Incarnation Realm divine sense slammed into him.

Cao Wei had been using his divine sense to track Qi Huang. Seeing her close in, he tried to dodge, but his body suddenly felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even lifting a foot became excruciatingly difficult. By the time a faint floral breeze brushed past him, one of his fingers had already fallen to the ground.

“AHHH—!”

Cao Wei let out a blood-curdling scream.

“Oops. My hand slipped.”

Qi Huang delivered the explanation with a deadpan expression. This man had been one of the loudest in mocking her and the Honghua Sect earlier, he deserved this.

“You vicious witch! How dare you strike so ruthlessly!”

Zhou Ming, below the stage, roared in fury.

“Fellow Daoist, you jest. The Immortal Alliance only forbids killing on the stage, not injuring opponents. Otherwise, why even call it a competition? We might as well settle things with rock-paper-scissors.”

Xu Mei, standing nearby, spoke up in defense of her disciple.

The surrounding cultivators nodded subtly. As the saying went, blades and swords have no eyes. Getting injured during the Evergreen Conference was entirely normal. This baseless accusation was nothing but an overreaction.

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Elder Zuo and Steward Cai, though also hostile toward Qi Huang, were still representatives of the Immortal Alliance. They couldn’t openly abuse their authority in broad daylight, so they remained silent.

Seeing this, the Huxiao Sect disciples paled further, some trembling so badly they could barely hold their weapons.

“Another one-hit knockout against a mid-stage Incarnation Realm opponent… Qi Huang is terrifying. After this, who would dare call divine sense useless?”

“No choice. Cao Wei was only at the fourth layer of the Incarnation Realm, while Qi Huang’s divine sense is at least at the eighth or ninth layer. With such a massive gap, even if it’s ‘useless’, it can still decide the match.”

“If it can decide the match, then it’s not useless. It’s a feast, deliciously overpowered. I think I’ll focus on divine sense cultivation from now on.”

“Don’t daydream. There are no cultivation techniques in the immortal world that solely focus on divine sense. Qi Huang and Cheng Hongling must be relying on some kind of treasure, so this path is closed to others. For us, it’s still useless.”

The cultivators below the stage murmured with envy and resentment.

“Can’t dodge… Hiss… It’s impossible! Her divine sense suppresses our speed!”

Cao Wei, sweating profusely, forced out the words through gritted teeth.

“Then what do we do? Senior Brother Cao, should we… surrender?”

One of the junior disciples shivered as he made the suggestion.

“Wait, treasures! Anyone with defensive artifacts or talismans, activate them now! She might be fast, but her attack power is weak. She can’t break through our defenses!”

Cao Wei’s eyes lit up as he came up with the idea.

“Right, right! If we can’t dodge, we’ll just defend!”

The disciples quickly agreed and began pulling out defensive treasures and talismans. In an instant, the stage was lit up with multicolored protective barriers.

Zhou Ming, watching from below, furrowed his brows. He wanted to say something but held back, he knew this still wouldn’t solve the core issue.

“How naïve. To defeat you, I don’t even need to draw blood.”

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Qi Huang’s face filled with pity as she suddenly dashed into the midst of the Huxiao Sect disciples. Then, with a surge of divine sense at the peak of the Incarnation Realm, a gale-force pressure erupted from her body, sweeping outward like a storm.

Wherever her divine sense passed, the protective barriers around the Huxiao Sect disciples warped and shattered. The disciples themselves were sent flying off the stage like autumn leaves in the wind, utterly defenseless.

“Artifacts and talismans can block physical attacks, but they can’t stop divine sense. As for those pitiful protective talismans on you… they’re so weak, they might as well not exist!”

Qi Huang clicked her tongue mockingly, her bright, clear eyes deliberately flicking toward Zhou Ming. She knew those talismans had to be the old man’s “handiwork”.

Zhou Ming was stunned speechless. Those protective talismans should have withstood divine sense attacks up to the seventh layer of the Incarnation Realm, yet this brat had shattered them in just two or three breaths. That meant her divine sense had to be at the peak of the Incarnation Realm!

“Elder Zhou, anything to say?”

Qi Huang taunted him directly.

Zhou Ming snapped back to reality. Seeing the smug little brat on stage, he felt his heart and liver ache with rage. Clinging to his pride, he spat, “Don’t get too cocky. This is only the third round. Like I said before, all it takes is one protective talisman to deal with you. You’ll suffer soon enough.”

“But the Huxiao Sect has been eliminated… by me alone.”

Instead of arguing, Qi Huang rubbed salt in the wound.

“So what? I told you, there are plenty of sects left. You’ll soon follow in our footsteps!”

Zhou Ming desperately tried to shift the topic.

“But the Huxiao Sect was still eliminated by me. Just me. Alone.”

Qi Huang grinned as if presenting a treasure.

“What are you trying to say?!”

Zhou Ming was on the verge of losing it.

“What am I trying to say? Shouldn’t you be saying something? Your Huxiao Sect has been wiped out by a single person, just like the Jinliu Sect. You’ll go down in history, remembered every time the Evergreen Conference is held. Shouldn’t you be crying right now?”

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“Why would I cry? There’s always next time. At the next Evergreen Conference, our disciples will surely redeem themselves!”

Zhou Ming feigned composure, but his eyes were already red from frustration.

“Oh? Then why are you tearing up?”

Qi Huang teased.

Zhou Ming’s face twisted in panic. He quickly wiped his eyes, only to find no tears at all.

“Tricked you!”

Qi Huang stuck out her tongue playfully, then turned and walked back to the center of the stage.

“You—!”

Zhou Ming trembled with rage, and this time, actual tears welled up in his eyes.

“Look, everyone! Elder Zhou’s been made to cry by our junior sister!”

Ruan Lingyu, still on stage, pretended to be shocked.

“Really? Let me see… Wow, he actually is crying!”

Yun Fei clicked her tongue in amazement.

“No way, how old is he? Crying like this is just embarrassing.”

Miao Xiang asked innocently.

“Not that old. He just… looks like he’s aged poorly.”

Su Qingying delivered the final, venomous jab.

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Zhou Ming, seeing even these insignificant Honghua Sect disciples dare to mock him, finally burst into tears.

“How dare these Honghua Sect disciples insult the Grand Elder of the Huxiao Sect like this?”

“Exactly. The Evergreen Conference only tests the talent of the disciples, not the strength of the sects. If the Huxiao Sect retaliates later, can they handle it?”

“None of your damn business. Why worry about others’ problems?”

“I’m worried about Fairy Hongling! A beauty like her might be bullied by the Huxiao Sect, doesn’t that concern you?”

“Why would it? The thought of that old bastard Zhou Ming tormenting her just excites me!”

“Why?”

“Have you forgotten? I’m a cuckold enthusiast!”

“…”

The cultivators below the stage once again engaged in their refined discussions.

Satisfied, Qi Huang was about to step off the stage when an irritating voice rang out again.

“Peak Incarnation Realm divine sense strength… not bad. In a backwater like the Western Radiance Dynasty, I suppose you do have the right to be arrogant.”

Lü Er’s words might have sounded like praise, but his tone remained as condescending as ever.

“What a shame. I still haven’t seen your qualifications for arrogance.”

Qi Huang shot back.

“Don’t worry. Since you want to see, I’ll oblige. My next opponent will be the Donglai Sect, the number one immortal sect in your Western Radiance Dynasty.”

Lü Er turned his gaze toward the Donglai Sect’s group and taunted, “Cheng Kang, as the top immortal seedling of the Western Radiance Dynasty, you wouldn’t back down from a fight, would you?”